lucifer whittle (@sociallyawkwardpluto) — you're only brave in the moonlight 🌙☁
Demeaning or cunning parents make their children feel inferior or unprepared to handle the harsh people of the world. They grow up scared to disappoint others because they think everyone will react like their parents. While it is important that kids know not to trust everyone when you impose that from a very young age, they lose hope for their future. They grow up thinking that this is all there is to life; that there is only bad people in the world. They're afraid of making mistakes so they don't learn. They're afraid of letting down their guard because their primary caregivers hurt them too much. Not everyone in the world is as bad as we expect them to be. Not everyone listens to your secrets just to use it against you. Some genuinely care and want to be there for you. Don't teach kids not to trust anybody. Never let them lose hope. - Pic courtesy: @my_soulwax
I've found that the easiest way to deal with people is to treat them like they're just innocent and naive children. Of course, if you outwardly tell them this, they'll ask you not to treat them like a kid because they think it is an insult. When we talk to children that are much younger than us, we take care not to use hurtful words that may demoralize them. We listen patiently or sometimes, even with enthusiasm when they present their ideas to us. We don't immediately shoot down their ideas citing realistic proof why it cannot happen. We think twice before saying anything because one single sentence can kill their innocence and bring them to the harsh reality of the world. We behave kindly and gently to kids, always reminding them of their potential to be good and do good to the world. When we deal with adults or teenagers, we behave rudely and end up damaging their vision of who they want to be. Let's tone it down a little bit. No one deserves their ideas to be shot down at the first attempt. Everyone has got to face reality, sure but why does reality always have to be harsh? Can't we build up a gentle, caring society where people still have hopes and dreams full of potential? - Photo courtesy: @kir_saan
Every lonely day, I drive down to our spot; the only place in this world that still gets me grounded to reality but at the same time reminds me that I lived my dream there once. I peep little glances until that little turn, half expecting someone else just like us to be seated there. I don't know how I'd react if someday someone happens to be sitting there in our private space but every time I find it empty, I feel something in my spirit rise up. Some days, my crazy mind even allows me to think that you might be perched up there casually, smiling to yourself thinking about a daydream but you never have. Hazy memories appear as if I'm living in a movie and I admit it- there have been times I've broken down helplessly on the sidewalk and every time I leave, I promise myself it will be the last time I visit but inevitably end up back here. This time, I realize that the only purpose I've been coming back here is because I'm waiting for the day when I look back on my memories without even a faint smile or a stray tear threatening to come down. I come here ever so often because I'm training myself to move on. - @kir_saan
Never ever set your mind on a rigid plan because then when it goes wrong, you'll never be able to accept the change. Nothing is permanent or fixed. I thought I'd stay in school long enough to be at a farewell and when that didn't happen, I was more than just let down. I thought nothing in my life was going according to the plan; how it was supposed to go. Everything around me changed within such a little span of time and I had to learn to adapt and accept immediately. It was one of the crucial moments in my life when I realised not to expect too much from a plan. What is meant to be will happen. Sometimes, things may not work out right when you think you made it. Accept it and adapt to the flow because nothing in life is guaranteed. - picture courtesy: @kir_saan
I've always found autumn amusing; not because of the warm colors but because of the fragility of the fallen leaves. I always picked up dry brown leaves whenever I go on short walks. I think it is my own way of preserving memory, no matter how insignificant it might be to others. It might be from a day a stranger smiled at me or from a day in which I inspired some kids to pet a stray cat. Why a dead leaf, out of all the things I could have as memorabilia? Why not anything that lasts longer? I pick fully dried leaves because I have to be careful with them, careful enough to not crush them. It reminds me, somehow, of how fragile memories and people are if you do not treat them with care and respect. If you get a little bit angry or harsh, they will crumble under the pressure. - Pic courtesy: @captures._of_.kk
If you have social anxiety, chances are you consciously or habitually come up with excuses to not attend social events that require you to be around people. If you're anything like me, you go through a million rejected conversation starters in your head before you walk up to a person. I know it throws you off completely to move along with people when you're never sure of anything: whether your voice is audible or not too fast for them to understand or how they see you. I know a million people online who don't even go through it share memes and tag you in-jokes about social anxiety. I know how trapped you must feel but I want to tell you this: only you know exactly what you're going through. Others might let you be comfortable in your own room and they won't even try to get you out of your comfort zone but you eventually have to. You have to take little conscious steps towards getting over this. I assure you it is never going to be like this always. These fears will melt away in time and you will eventually find friends. Stay strong, never give up hope and take steps to get over this. I believe in you. - Picture courtesy: @captures._of_.kk
Some days, time does seem, as they say, like an illusion made by humans because they couldn't count on themselves to live life systematically otherwise. There is nothing to confirm that time is, in fact going when the rest of the world seems to be paused in place. Have you ever stayed so still in a moment that everything feels motionless? The air is still but you can hear the wind in your ears. The clouds are fixed in place as if they are merely hovering over your head. As if you're living in a snow globe, everything magically floats in space and you can't hear anything but your own breathing and heartbeat. Imagine laying down on the cold beach sand late night, listening to nothing but the waves of the ocean and feeling nothing but the sea breeze on your face. It's a feeling of tranquility that you wish to hold with you forever. - Pic courtesy: @captures._of_.kk
Learn to let go. That's one of the most important skills you need to survive in life. Back in the days when we didn't exchange numbers 45 minutes after we met to stay in touch, back when the only place you can see each other was on the common ground like school, we didn't have digital memories of what we used to be. We didn't have cheesy captions posted across 10 different profiles with 50 inside jokes. We didn't have online personas and different real-life personalities. Now, everything is double; the memories- in social media & real life, the things we said- in captions and in scrumpled up sheets of paper, the personality, friendship; everything is doubled and the pain hits twice as hard. Blocking and deleting your online memories doesn't erase what was once real in your life. So, learn to let go, once and for all. Wake up thinking of yourself, how you slept and how you are feeling. Learn to love yourself as you let go of people who once loved you. You are your own sunshine, don't let anybody ever take that from you. - Picture courtesy: @_the_shubhster_
A couple of weeks ago, I saw a five-year-old girl wearing a t-shirt called "I love my bro" holding a toddler's hand. Her mom was preoccupied with her younger brother's needs at the moment. I thought back on myself when I was her age; did I really love my brother when I was five? That brought on a different set of questions: did I actually understand our brother-sister bond or was the only reason for our closeness due to the constant reminder of our parents that we are siblings and we shouldn't fight? Did I really love my parents at the time or were my feelings influenced by mainly materialistic needs such as food, shelter, and safety? I do not know what went on in the head of the young five-year version of myself but today, even though I don't know all the answers, I do happen to know this. No matter how cliche it is, the way siblings find their way to each other after everything is something uncontemplatable. As we get older, we understand each other with a little more depth and perspective. We realize that bonds are not made when sharing deep secrets; they are made the very moment you trust each other to keep the secret. I never would've believed if you told me that I would grow to not hate my brother; to do anything more than barely tolerate his presence, as harsh as that sounds. Now, I realize I trust this person who's a bit out of the world but still mine in every sense. - Pic courtesy: @_the_shubhster_
I read all these beautiful books, captions and posts written purely like they're taken out of a well-orchestrated daydream. I cry because of the descriptions of gardens, beaches and other beautiful places that have been written about. I love how these amazing writers make me jump into the places with them as if they're taking me on a colourful adventure. I appreciate all the long captions that make me take a step back and breathe in the beauty of life. The one tiny little issue I have is, all these favorite things sometimes make me doubt myself and I don't know where that leaves me. They make me doubt my own creativity and question my choice of words and passion. Would I really make a good author? If I released a book someday, would I be the only one who has the copies? Are people lying when they say my writing is good when there are so many other masterpieces out there? The one thing I've learnt time and again is to never ever compare your art with any other art than your own. - pic courtesy of the theme: @_the_shubhster_ ❄❤
Looking for reasons to leave permanently is unbelievably easy most of the times. You just have to list out what you think your flaws are and whatever mistakes you think you've made. Maybe, if you're like me, you're tired of everything because everything leads to nothing; everything comprises of every day you have to live or survive, every moment you do a monotonous activity that you have no interest in. It makes you question what is your purpose in life but what would you do if someone says there is no purpose and there is no external force trying to mold you into difficult situations? Life is not supposed to have meaning from the moment we are born; our life acquires meaning to us and the people around us when we make something out of the bad days and the good days. If you decide to leave the Earth on your bad days, you'll leave without ever finding a point to carry on. Stay alive and make every single day a good reminder of why that was the best decision you've made in your life. We are human; we make mistakes but life is what you make out of it.
I know that right now, it's all you can do to stop thinking about leaving this world. I know it won't happen overnight but embrace every single second you're feeling a little bit okay or you feel the muscles around your mouth shifting slightly enough to resemble a ghost of a smile. Don't feel guilty if it's your worst day physically but mentally, you're happy and healthy. All these little moments of happiness are going to build up into your childhood memories. Someday in the future, you're going to freak out about your driving tests but you'll eventually get that license. Maybe your mom will finally hand over the keys to you because she trusts you enough. You'll have happy road trips and stop at drive-in restaurants along the highway. You'll have the best times of your life now and you will have more of those days as you grow. Just embrace the changes; fearlessly, if possible.
People tell you a million feel-good reasons why you should stay alive: for all the beautiful sunsets yet to come, the good days awaiting you etc., and it becomes pointless after a while because you are seeking to die to escape the bad things happening to you. If you die now, think about all the emotional breakdowns you'll never have; perhaps some of the ones which will find you your truest friend or soul mate even. You'll miss the chance to have an intense, loving relationship with someone important to you; someone who can bring out a rollercoaster of emotions from you within a minute. Right now, I'm sorry about the screaming and yelling noise outside your room that makes you sob into your pillow but you'll miss a chance to make it up to your family. You might absolutely despise your sibling right now but if you leave forever, you'll miss the chance of a lifetime. I assure you, things will get better with time. No pain is permanent and every problem you're facing has a multitude of solutions if you just think about it. Stay alive for the pending emotions in your life that make all the pain worth it.
It is very easy to take your siblings for granted. People with siblings have wished that their siblings had never been born at least once in their lifetime. Siblings are annoying that way, regardless of age difference. It doesn't matter whether you're only minutes or months apart, the elder one will always exercise their power over the younger one and the younger one inevitably annoys the elder one to the point of no return. It is very easy to hate your brother or sister because it seems like your parents always favor one over the other. When he/she scores better than you did or is more creatively active than you are, parents tend to ask you to be more like your sibling. There is nothing that is more insulting to you than being asked to act a bit more mature in order to be a good role model for your younger siblings. Sometimes, you wonder what life would be like if your roles were reversed and you were the younger or elder one. Expectations make it easy to hate your sibling but just know that there is no one quite as proud of you as them. They might act like a completely annoying human being that you wish never existed in your life but when they talk about you to their friends, you should see the way their eyes shine with pride. They love you even if they have a difficult time showing it to you.
If you have an elderly person at home, take care of them gently and genuinely. Don't do things because you have to, do it out of love. Don't ignore them when you pass them by. Ask them whether they're comfortable where they're sitting or they want some water. If you have time, don't spend it chatting with people online. Talk to them even if they're hard of hearing and you have to repeat yourself once or twice. Whatever jokes you think they'll smile at, tell it to them. Include them in family dinners and debates, make sure they know that their opinions on certain matters do matter. Make their food with their needs and wants in mind. Serve good food with a smile. When they want to recite an anecdote which you've already listened to, let them tell it without interruption; they're probably reliving the moment as they say it. Let them teach you something, even if you don't want to learn it. Do it all for them because it only takes a moment or an hour from your day but it might become their highlight of the month. They want to feel included, they want to feel like they're still part of your family, still wanted by others.